Hello, beautiful people! I have a very special character interview to start off the New Year with–Dr. Peyton Chase from PEYTON’S DOLL by Felicity Kates! Whattya know, a fellow doctor, except we’re from very different worlds (well, maybe not that different, LOL). I’m thrilled to have him on my blog today and he’s quite fun. 😉 Read on and find out for yourself!

Well, hello, Dr. Chase! Welcome! Can you tell us a little about yourself?

Yeah, okay…*puts empty glass on the mess hall table and leans back in his chair* Well, my name is Peyton, Peyton Chase. I live on Earth, New Earth we call it now, because it’s a new beginning for humanity. It’s 31 years, actually, after the interstellar Arkology ship that my parents were on came back to Earth from surveying the nearby solar systems for a new planet to colonize, only they couldn’t find a suitable one, and when they came back to Earth…everyone was long dead. It was caused by a viral outbreak, we think. We haven’t found any survivors, or a way to make sure it doesn’t happen again. So we live in colonies we created from the dome habitats we carried on board our ship. They were supposed to be for settling on a new planet. Who knew we’d be using them to re-settle Earth instead?

Wow, fascinating! Makes me wonder what kind of virus took out Earth (I could certainly think of a few). Tell us more about your work.

I’m trained as a doctor, but I work mostly as a mechanical engineer now, fixing broken down machinery and robotics at Deliverance Dome, this small colony where I live. *glances around at the mostly empty tables and chairs in the mess hall and frowns*

That’s a definitely a huge leap! Do you like it?

Yeah. I like it. I keeps me busy and my mind off…well, it keeps my mind OFF, which is just the way I like it.

I can totally relate. That’s why I write. 😉 If you had a day to do anything you wanted, what would you do?

Hell. I’d do what I try to do every day; figure out a way to survive. Which has gotten a lot more complicated lately, ever since a certain android walked into my life.

Do you mean, Hell-en? 😛 But more on Helen later. Favorite alcoholic beverage?

*grins* Whisky. And lots of it. How about a top-up on my glass? *pushes it forward expectantly*

I don’t know. Something loud, with a good beat to keep my mind off of Hell. I can’t stop thinking about her. Everything she’s been through. And what it all means that she even exists. A living android. The hope of humanity’s future. And her creators treated her like shit. How am I supposed to help her when I couldn’t even save my own wife? I should never have opened that fucking box that she came in.

I’ve got plenty of loud music we could listen to, but I’m curious about Helen. What do you love most about her? And why do you call her Hell?

Love? You think I love her? Just because she’s got a sweet smile and I can’t stop missing her when she’s not around, doesn’t mean I love her. And I call her Hell, because that’s what she’s turned my life into. Living Hell. The way her eyes light up when she laughs. She has feelings. Feelings! Whoever heard of an android like that? I just want to protect her, so those bastards at The Factory will never hurt her again.

Aw, well it sounds to me like she’s brought you a little happiness in the desolate New Earth. Before your story began, what were your hopes for the future?

Hope? For the future? *glances around the empty seats again and laughs bitterly* Shit, my biggest hope was to never see the bottom of my whisky glass.

*cocks a brow and glances at the bottom of hers* So what changed?

Hell is what changed. Opening that box and finding her inside. That changed everything. *puts untouched glass of whisky on the table and pushes it aside* Is it better now? No. It’s more chaotic. She’s trouble with a capital T. But…I slept for twelve fucking hours last night. Twelve fucking hours. That’s more than I’ve slept in days. And when I woke up, she was there, smiling at me. And it felt…good to see that. I’ll admit that.

Sleep…that sounds heavenly right now! See? She brings you happiness and I’m glad to hear it! 😉 Unfortunately, it looks like our time is running out. *sigh* We’ll have to do this again sometime! Any parting thoughts for me and my fellow readers?

Thanks for the drink. I’ve got to get going anyway. I need to go repair some machinery that broke down. And figure out what to do about Hell. I don’t know if I can handle her staying with me, but there’s one thing for sure. She’s never going back to that place she came from. The Fucking Factory. Those bastards are going to pay for everything they’ve done to Hell and to the rest of the New Earth colony. I’ll make sure of it.

Sounds like a plan to me! *downs the rest of his whisky* Need any help? 😛

Learn more about THE NEW EARTH SERIES:

A new adventure in science fiction romance begins…

The New Earth Series, by bestselling author Felicity Kates, is a serial science fiction romance story set in a futuristic dystopian world, where hope for the future of humanity is in danger of being lost to despair. At times humorous, and filled with sizzling chemistry, the series will take you on a journey through intriguing twists and turns, smiles and tears, as Dr. Peyton Chase and his android companion, whom he affectionately calls Hell, must discover the true meaning of love before they can reach their HEA.

The series of books are scheduled to be published on a monthly basis beginning January 2016. Each part of the story is meant be read in sequence.

1000 years after Earth has been devastated by a viral plague, the few survivors turn to genetic engineering and advanced robotics to ensure the future of the human race. But not everyone is happy with artificial life living amongst humans, least of all Peyton Chase, a doctor with a harrowing past.

When he’s ‘gifted’ with a state-of-the-art companion that he can’t send back, Peyton is far from pleased. She’s sentient. She’s sexy. She’s everything he doesn’t want complicating his life. He nicknames her Hell. She nicknames him lots of unladylike things, at least in her mind. Because there are rules to a relationship like theirs. Master and Slave. She’s supposed to obey him in all things. But if that’s true, why can’t she stop meddling in his life?

Unfortunately, time is running out for Hell. Her own desperate past is about to catch up to her with deadly results.

EXCERPT:

“You saved my life when it would’ve been easier to let me die,” said Hell. An incredible realization, especially considering killing her had been the thought most on Peyton’s mind when he’d initiated the scan. “Why?”

The warmth of his arm pulled away, but his comforting scent lingered. He picked up a nearby cloth and busied himself with wiping down the scanning array’s control panel. “I swore an oath once, to help those in need regardless of personal opinion.”

“But you don’t practice regularly anymore. Doesn’t that relieve you of clinical obligation?”

A flush spread from the deep “V” of his tunic and up his neck. His gaze snapped to hers, hot and hard. “Would you rather have died?”

“No.” Ignoring the numb tingle in her limbs, she twisted so her feet hung off the scanner bed and touched the icy floor. “I’m grateful for your help. But I don’t want to be an obligation. I’ve caused you enough trouble already.” Chest suddenly tight, she sucked in a breath. “Is there someone else here that I can stay with?”

“You want to stay with someone else?” He tossed the cloth down on the scanning bed, his lips a thin line.

“No, but I figured it’s what you wanted.”

“What I want—” he snapped, then stopped. He turned away from her, his body rigid as he thrust his fingers through his dark hair. His face was set in hard lines when he turned back to her. “What I want is to keep you safe. You’re the most important thing that’s ever happened to humanity, and those bastards—” He stopped again, as if whatever the bastards in question had done was too difficult for him to say. He shook his head and tried again. “I got a call from Markus Willbright from The Factory, just before you woke up. They’re looking for you, Hell.”

Willbright. Willbright. “Wait…” She clutched her temples as she slid off the scanner and stood. “I remember him!” She glanced at Peyton and caught his grim nod. But the excitement, whisking through her at the fact she could actually remember something, quickly faded. Why did that name make her feel uncomfortable? She had a vague impression of a quiet man of mixed Asian ancestry who’d come to see her in her glass-walled room. He’d only ever looked at her and tapped on his tablet, recording whatever it was that scientists recorded, then disappeared again behind closed doors. But Peyton obviously hated him by the anger flaring in his eyes.

“What did you tell him?”

“I lied. I told him I’d never heard of a Bio-roid before, let alone seen one, and said I was quite happy with my new Factory-made sex doll, thank you very much.”

He’d lied to protect her? She sat back down on the scanner with a thump. “Did he believe you?”

“Probably not.” Peyton’s attention was fixed on retrieving a data cube from the scanner array, the handsome planes of his face set hard. Clearly all of this was a burden to him that he’d rather not carry.

“Wouldn’t it have been easier to have just told him the truth and sent me back?”

The flush deepened across his cheeks, giving his tired expression a fevered cast. “No.”

“Why?”

“Because of this.” He held up the translucent blue data cube for her to see before closing his fingers over it again. “I managed to piece together some of the fragmented engrams rupturing your hippocampus.”

“And?” she prompted after it became apparent he wasn’t going to say anything further.

“And, like I told you before, you’re never going back to The Factory again.”

Coming soon…in February 10, 2016! The New Earth series continues.

PEYTON’S DOLL–Part Two

The truth won’t always set you free…

Things heat up in part 2 when Peyton has his hands full…of Hell. Despite his misgivings, their chemistry cannot be denied. He’s driven to protect and help her, but is there a place for her in his life? If it’s not enough that the revelations of her past at The Factory threaten to break their tenuous relationship apart. Between the appearances of Peyton’s meddling Aunt Joanna, a truly horrible breakfast, a chance encounter with an ex-lover, and the crack of a whip on his ass, Peyton may not survive to see what life with Hell has in store for him next.

Felicity Kates is a mild-mannered manager by day. At night, she trades in her high heels for bunny slippers and lets her imagination run wild. Felicity enjoys writing fun, flirty fantasies that combine humor with strong characters who have super-sexy desires. The setting can be any time or any place in the universe as long as it sets her mind on fire.

Felicity lives off of coffee and dreams and enjoys going for walks along the shores of Lake Ontario, taking pictures of whatever catches her eye. A romantic at heart, she loves to snuggle under a blanket with a good book to warm up the cold Canadian winters. When not writing, can most often be found enjoying the quiet company of her husband and son, whom she loves very, very much.